A new song composed and performed by Gerry Dempsey.
Lyrics
Humpty Dumpty Blues
With your Humpty Dumpty rhythm,
And your three chords only used,
And your endless self-absorbtion,
You've got the Humpty Dumpty blues.
You're too down to be uplifted,
Too damp to light the fuse.
You're too tight to count your blessings.
You've got the Humpty Dumpty Blues.
The blight took your potatoes and
Your best friend took your wife.
You sold your sense of humour and you
Lost your love of life. With your
Phobias and allergies, and your
Note to be excused,
And your fund of hard-luck stories,
You've got the Humpty Dumpty blues.
Don't want the "Oh-Be-Joyful" attitude
And rigor mortis grin
Of a Church of England Vicar, but you,
You're miserable as sin.
Wouldn't you rather sing some Gospel, than just be
Bringer of bad news. If you
Can't say something cheerful,
Spare us Humpty Dumpty blues.
We're all walking on your eggshells
And suffering from your views.
From frying pan to fire, life's one long
Humpty Dumpty blues.
For mythering, misanthropy and
Crying in your booze,
For wallowing in misery
We've got the Humpty Dumpty blues.
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